The magic of the first snowfall has given way to weariness,
The snow still has its beauty and charm coating the trees
In marshmallow whiteness.
But I long to see life return to the yard outside my house.
Today I noticed grass appearing as the snow recedes
like waves on a shore.
I feel a sense of hope that Spring is coming.
I just have to be patient.
And ignore the forecast calling for a foot of snow this week.